There is this bully, he's never very kind
He tries to hurt feelings with weaknesses he THINKS he finds
But he's not even in the same league as mine
In fact he's far behind
He needs to shed his monkey hair, and join us humanoids  
Maybe his anger stems from an over  use of steroids
He thumps his chest, stands up tall
Hoping it will make you look small
He picks and pokes
Trying to provoke

It's a defensive action taken by a simple mind
But I've diagnosed his personality, it has been defined
He knows that I am good, but He wants to be seen as better
All I'm saying is what does it really matter

He thought I was weak, but I've waged to many battles
I'm not afraid of the rusty chains he rattles
Please just crawl back to whatever rock you was under
My feelings you can not pillage and plunder
I will not allow that or listen to your hate filled words
All that comes out of you mouth is **** after ****
So I say so long to you, the bully that you are
I hope the distance between us, remains very far
For I have better use of my time
Than dealing with your ****** up mind

Falling faster than I knew I could
Dreaming of the things that should
Now in a living nightmare
Of things that really scare
Never put my heart on the line
But I did now look at the sign
It's tied around my neck
And I'm feeling like a speak
I could never be so cruel
How could this to me you do
I'm a kind hearted soul
That now doesn't know wich way to go
Death seems the most restful place
This world I just can't seem to face
I lay here in my bed
Replaying all the loving things you said
Only to ended it all so abrupt
Not even giving me a chance to speak up
All I want is a why, some closer
So I can move on, I'm feeling like Oscar, I just want it over
Thrown into a trash can
I really thought you was a true man
How was I so blind
Why in the end was you so unkind
I would never hurt anyone
But I guess in this world this is the way it's done
So I don't want to be in this world
Everything is so blurred
So please can someone tell me what to do
Because this I just can't seem to get through

So unlike me.
I stepped on toes today--
didn't mean to,
but I couldn't help it
when they asked me
what I had to say--
I simply replied
that if things were up to me,
I'd set this whole **** world on fire
and send a note to god above
to start all over
and this time fill it with REAL LOVE--
no hate and no mean, unkind creatures
to rule the new, universal world
just LOVE and CARE and HOPE
should be unfurled--

and then once it all begins again
to reap the gifts of this love
and make sure love always conquers
over meanness, over sin...

You are that person everyone knows
Who ******* almost constantly
About everything that ever goes
Away from how you think it should be.
You have it worked out in your head
Who should get what and when
And how much is right or wrong
And exactly what kind of men
Should have luck and who should
Suffer a miserable fate.
And which people are no good
And which race is truly great.

Why do you take such joy
In making folks around you cry?
So much so that the best thing
They hear you say is goodbye.
Why do you choose hurtful way
To get yourself some attention?
Isn’t there something you can say,
Something nice you can mention
That will make people smile
And not run so quickly away
Then stay with you a little while;
Enjoy some of the things you say?

When did all this all nastiness start?
Is it something from your childhood
Made you take pleasure breaking hearts
Every single chance you could;
And if people are having fun
Makes you jump in and stop
The frivolity and joyousness
Like some kind of buzzkill cop.
Life might change for the better
If you returned the smiles you get.
You’re a big grump now, for sure
Be nice and people will soon forget.

Burned down feelings
in shadows of my home
Past childhood memories
wretched and be sown

Flames seared the walls
horrors still in mind
Many trails of tears
beaten and unkind

Smoke induced the senses
demons knocked me down
Left in traps and symptoms
Listen without a sound

Lucy turned into a wicked witch
Now she wears a black gown and holds a silver stick
Goodness wasn't working out well
So she closed her heart in a seashell
Threw it into a dark sea and made a wish silently
To be selfish and unkind and to stop feeling finally
But she wasn't like this before
World has done something to her for sure

I can not find one reason not to cry
Nor to shed a single tear or to be drowned out in defeat
I have been bullied by life's many faults
The inner workings of my own self doubt beaten to a pulp in a split second
The impulses that drive through my thoughts instilling madness from within
Numbed to the bone by regret and remorse
Engraved into the fabric of my soul
Shredding my well being until nothing is left
I can not put out the flames that destroy me